VISUAL PROMPT
by JD_Art @ instagram.com/jd_art_x

Is it a storm, is it magic, is it hope? Write a story or poem about what you see within this image.
Mr. Footloose
I vow to you,
To devote my life to resurrecting extinct passengers. This is the life we were born into. We have nine months. We will figure it out. Baby, we're way beyond. By paths shared, two hearts once divided, now become united. There are many realms that I can access and many entryways yet a popular mode of entry to the underworlds. Finding holes in trees and the earth leading to descending stairs. Imagining soaring higher and higher above the clonds. Even the galaxy is popular way to access the upper worlds. These worlds are filled with magical surprises and wisdom from where and who you'd least expect it.
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